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I am continuing my squirrel posts since I know tenacious&amp;nbsp; squirrels will not stop trying to get to the bird seed.&lt;/div&gt;
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We bought this squirrel blocker at Home Depot and it has worked for us for several years. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hubs designed and made me this bird feeder....he would make boxes etc to try to block the squirrels from climbing up this pole&lt;br /&gt;
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 However, the squirrels would figure out a way to get past them &lt;br /&gt;
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they cannot get past this shield even though they still try! &lt;/div&gt;
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I was not asked to promote this product....just wanted to share what works for us&lt;/div&gt;
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This squirrel is looking for bird seed that &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; have fallen&lt;br /&gt;
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 Squirrels can be an annoyance but they&lt;br /&gt;
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We have been in a bit of a drought so.... &lt;br /&gt;
I was Thankful for a rainy &lt;strike&gt;night&lt;/strike&gt; weekend in Georgia. &lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I thought this blurry pic captures the feeling of heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;
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The sun did shine again but with very muddy water&lt;/div&gt;
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Many analogies here.....&lt;/div&gt;
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as more storms head in our direction&lt;/div&gt;
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I join Top Shot at &lt;a href="http://www.theviewfromrighthere.com/blog/?p=5976"&gt;The view from right here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-m2Jk5fsZk/Txl68_zYQHI/AAAAAAAAB94/w-8QjUd5-cg/s1600/smart+car+cartoon.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-m2Jk5fsZk/Txl68_zYQHI/AAAAAAAAB94/w-8QjUd5-cg/s320/smart+car+cartoon.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you work outside the home, you may not understand how simply &lt;/div&gt;
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going out helps me &lt;i&gt;psychologically!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I went to our MS Self Help Group meeting....&lt;/div&gt;
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when I wanted to stay at home, for no reason.&lt;/div&gt;
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However, I think if I do not get out of the house....&lt;/div&gt;
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I will become homebound when&lt;/div&gt;
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I am blessed to have a choice physically to go or stay at home.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I made myself to &lt;b&gt;go&lt;/b&gt; since I do enjoy the meetings&lt;/div&gt;
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and Just getting out.....seeing other people&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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makes me &lt;i&gt;feel better.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe we are meant to be social creatures!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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I like these warm, comfy boots that Hubs gave me for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
He knew that I am always cold &lt;/div&gt;
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(notice those paws that are always near me)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yID6ylGZLKs/TxS0K9kSTlI/AAAAAAAAB9o/xJQvLhZKTrI/s1600/boots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yID6ylGZLKs/TxS0K9kSTlI/AAAAAAAAB9o/xJQvLhZKTrI/s320/boots.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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However,&amp;nbsp; I discovered when my legs are warm and toasty&lt;/div&gt;
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I say Aww as my legs &lt;strike&gt;cramp&lt;/strike&gt; spasm.&lt;/div&gt;
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My Doctor said, "You are right, Heat does affect &lt;a href="http://ms.about.com/od/signssymptoms/a/spacticity_over.htm"&gt;Spasticity&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I am sharing what works for me as I freeze during this warm winter.&lt;/div&gt;
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I try to listen to my body and it said...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It is necessary that my &lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt; legs stay &lt;i&gt;cold&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5010952548206164640-6594852199011728079?l=stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2ngQws84uE/TtWg5OQR8OI/AAAAAAAAB1U/f3cvQTeai38/s1600/donny+computer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2ngQws84uE/TtWg5OQR8OI/AAAAAAAAB1U/f3cvQTeai38/s320/donny+computer.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I share a picture of pure jealousy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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(even though you can see my messiness behind the laptop table).&lt;/div&gt;
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After I had been on the computer awhile I backed up my chair&lt;br /&gt;
 I did have stuff to get done &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I headed back to the computer.....yet Donny was blocking me. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
He stared at me while I was saying "Move" yet he would not &lt;i&gt;move&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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I started laughing at his show of jealousy&lt;/div&gt;
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Even furry kids want attention when we ignore them!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5010952548206164640-6187950323755916656?l=stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUELvUu2_mQ/Twz9UqIcn4I/AAAAAAAAB9I/5YdIYVNIUqo/s1600/globe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AUELvUu2_mQ/Twz9UqIcn4I/AAAAAAAAB9I/5YdIYVNIUqo/s400/globe.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I asked my Grandfather to get me this globe for Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
40 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I found different parts of the world so interesting....that I had a brief penpal from Yemen when I was very young.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
We would write letters way before computers&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I could not imagine that I could be typing to people from all over the world later!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Things have certainly changed since I would study this globe! &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMtBmmIYN3M/Twrbp_rYxtI/AAAAAAAAB9A/XX-X5MBnLsQ/s1600/snail+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMtBmmIYN3M/Twrbp_rYxtI/AAAAAAAAB9A/XX-X5MBnLsQ/s400/snail+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are days that I feel like this snail&lt;br /&gt;
I think we all have those days.... &lt;/div&gt;
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The snail seems to be carrying his home on his back&lt;/div&gt;
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Of course, this is a natural way for a snail to move&lt;/div&gt;
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Thankfully, Hubs goes to the grocery store when I feel slow&lt;/div&gt;
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and I stay home and blog!&lt;/div&gt;
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PS....I saw a positive report on ABC News about MS&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/video/women-ms-sufferers-15301541"&gt;you can see it here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAa_Ma3eJAY/TwYsJNTlKSI/AAAAAAAAB84/5x6j7vrzgGw/s1600/jacob+kayla+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAa_Ma3eJAY/TwYsJNTlKSI/AAAAAAAAB84/5x6j7vrzgGw/s400/jacob+kayla+wedding.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob and Kayla&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I have high hopes for them as they are beginning to build a new life together! &lt;/div&gt;
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They married in California so we could not be there.&lt;br /&gt;
Fortunately we have DVDs, photos, etc to communicate with. &lt;/div&gt;
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My aunt took the following video....it is my son telling the story of his engagement....you cannot hear my voice but it is my family enjoying the surprise engagement story: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wsCRjYerO6E" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I woke this morning to 15 degrees outside but &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Thankfully&lt;/i&gt; I have heat inside my house!&lt;/div&gt;
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I am &lt;b&gt;Blessed &lt;/b&gt;to see geese on the icy lake today.&lt;/div&gt;
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Look for beauty even if it is an ice crystal!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.campusbookrentals.com/"&gt;Campus Book Rentals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Renting textbooks saves you money plain and simple and gets the same result in your classes as buying your books. &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Disclaimer: I received a small monetary compensation from Campus Book Rentals for this post&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;i&gt;however the idea of renting Campus books seems good to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5010952548206164640-8090066142458626598?l=stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This following event&amp;nbsp; happened the day after Christmas:&lt;/div&gt;
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We were happy to find a new Christmas tree but&lt;/div&gt;
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when we were in the store I asked my Hubs&lt;/div&gt;
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"&lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; do we get this tree home?" &lt;br /&gt;
since we were in a &lt;strike&gt;tiny&lt;/strike&gt; Smart car &lt;/div&gt;
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Hubs became a professional packer when he used to live in a submarine! &lt;i&gt;during his Navy days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He showed me it was possible when I kept doubting him&lt;/div&gt;
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So...when it seems impossible....&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Believe &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;or just trust your Hubs!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOOK&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I have a new blog header&lt;/div&gt;
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I am excited about it....and feel the need to tell yall!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; give kudos to &lt;a href="http://anoriginalbelle.blogspot.com/p/design.html"&gt;An Orginal Belle&lt;/a&gt; who designed this for me.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have tons of stuff to blog about later on.....&lt;/div&gt;
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as I go back to hibernating this week!&lt;/div&gt;
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When I learned the history of this poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.....This song has encouraged me even more to hear the Christmas Bells! &lt;br /&gt;
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"A few months after the Civil War began in 1861, Frances Longfellow was sealing
 an envelope with wax when her dress caught fire. Despite her husband's 
desperate attempts to save her, she died the next day". &lt;br /&gt;
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During his distraught times.....Longfellow still heard the Christmas Bells and wrote the poem below.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/143"&gt;Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;/a&gt;                                                           &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And wild and sweet 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The words repeat 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 

And thought how, as the day had come, 
The belfries of all Christendom 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Had rolled along 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The unbroken song 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 

Till ringing, singing on its way, 
The world revolved from night to day, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A voice, a chime, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A chant sublime 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 

Then from each black, accursed mouth 
The cannon thundered in the South, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And with the sound 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The carols drowned 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 

It was as if an earthquake rent 
The hearth-stones of a continent, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And made forlorn 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The households born 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 

And in despair I bowed my head; 
"There is no peace on earth," I said; 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"For hate is strong, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And mocks the song 
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!" 

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: 
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Wrong shall fail, 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Right prevail, 
With peace on earth, good-will to men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Take the time to hear the bells after my history lesson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;     I wish yall a Merry Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxaWtXhhzRI/TvDj75UbbNI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Dxk_YwHQITk/s1600/donny+stick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TxaWtXhhzRI/TvDj75UbbNI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Dxk_YwHQITk/s400/donny+stick.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donny ran in the door carrying a big stick&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-extgzs8bfZI/TvDkZlEk-nI/AAAAAAAAB5U/VBnYEop3VGQ/s1600/donny+stick1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-extgzs8bfZI/TvDkZlEk-nI/AAAAAAAAB5U/VBnYEop3VGQ/s400/donny+stick1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I said "Donny what did you bring in the house?"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiiCOvfZa6c/TvDoD2h045I/AAAAAAAAB5c/CETw3bg4uRI/s1600/donnystick2-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiiCOvfZa6c/TvDoD2h045I/AAAAAAAAB5c/CETw3bg4uRI/s400/donnystick2-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rfff Nothin, do I look guilty?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Funny how I see that my &lt;strike&gt;horse&lt;/strike&gt; dog was bringing me a present&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
 when really he was playing with a beloved stick!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BY8F7NXXcXI/TutHyXaSj-I/AAAAAAAAB4E/onG1EVTbgyE/s1600/oma+ornament+1984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BY8F7NXXcXI/TutHyXaSj-I/AAAAAAAAB4E/onG1EVTbgyE/s400/oma+ornament+1984.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was made by my Mother-in-law 25 years ago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddS0oRBEBVg/TutKR5SIBWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/A1qW_h3sncY/s1600/christmas+ornament+mom+peggy+87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddS0oRBEBVg/TutKR5SIBWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/A1qW_h3sncY/s400/christmas+ornament+mom+peggy+87.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom gave me this to me a long time ago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljho5uQOzRY/TutKu2JqXMI/AAAAAAAAB4U/SXzrOh_7GNg/s1600/christmas+jacob+94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljho5uQOzRY/TutKu2JqXMI/AAAAAAAAB4U/SXzrOh_7GNg/s320/christmas+jacob+94.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Son when he was 5 years old&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-va4laN6VoBE/TutO4_uq1NI/AAAAAAAAB40/Mggbe98fjM0/s1600/christmas+leah+93.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-va4laN6VoBE/TutO4_uq1NI/AAAAAAAAB40/Mggbe98fjM0/s320/christmas+leah+93.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daughter made this at school 1993&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YAYBhpR3iA/TutPO2b2Q8I/AAAAAAAAB48/qFGaXGQc1n8/s1600/christmas+leah+neiman+marcus+06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YAYBhpR3iA/TutPO2b2Q8I/AAAAAAAAB48/qFGaXGQc1n8/s320/christmas+leah+neiman+marcus+06.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my daughter bought this for me is NYC&lt;br /&gt;
she went there with her school&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-muQIdpxw4Do/TutPtm-yPWI/AAAAAAAAB5E/dBo5hH6vdeM/s1600/christmas+tree+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-muQIdpxw4Do/TutPtm-yPWI/AAAAAAAAB5E/dBo5hH6vdeM/s320/christmas+tree+11.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 11 year old tree&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I always liked this tree but it has seen better days....when it was young!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
This makes up my Christmas tree full of &lt;strike&gt;old&lt;/strike&gt; precious memories!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I took the Multiple Sclerosis (MS) treatment Copaxone for one year but I had injection site irritations.&amp;nbsp; I knew about those irritations from when I had previously taken Betaseron in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wanted to try Copaxone because several other MSer's that I knew, had good results while using it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, I had taken Avonex successfully for 11 years.....So why did I change when we are all so different?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe it was the fact that Hubs gives me the injection since I compare it to a &lt;strike&gt;harpoon&lt;/strike&gt; Ok it is a large needle......always lookin for meds with smaller needles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I learned the old sayin of "If it ain't broke, then don't fix it" was true for me!&amp;nbsp; I am back to using Avonex which works for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Different subject that is not so technical:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I received this beautiful Christmas card from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://hotchypotch.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-6th-weaved-hearts.html"&gt;Anne at HotchPotch Ehhh??&lt;/a&gt; in Denmark.....Anne shares the history of these beautiful weaved heart cards &lt;br /&gt;
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This is a &lt;strike&gt;huge&lt;/strike&gt; small accomplishment for me to be thrilled about!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I wanted to go to our MS Self Help Groups Christmas &lt;strike&gt;Party&lt;/strike&gt; Dinner&lt;/div&gt;
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however Hubs was working....therefore I was apprehensive about driving in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;
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When I drive at night....it seems like the bright lights of other cars look like the above pic&lt;/div&gt;
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As I grow older my eyes are not what they used to be...dah&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
(like the rest of my body)&lt;/div&gt;
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I was happy when I was back at home....with a sense of accomplishment and relief.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will be trying new eyeglasses that &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; shield the glare.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am Thankful for small achievements and eyeglasses!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The following is one of my first blog posts out of 500 posts.&amp;nbsp; I show it with all its flaws to say that practice makes &lt;strike&gt;perfect&lt;/strike&gt; it better:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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December 2008: Everyday life with MS &lt;/h3&gt;
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I AM WRITTING THIS AFTER A LONG DAY.  TIRED OF COURSE, BUT THANKS TO MY  POWER WHEELCHAIR, I HAVE THE DISHWASHER RUNNING NOW.  I AM COUNTING DOWN  THE STUFF I HAVE TO GET DONE BEFORE CHRISTMAS, LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.   SINCE MY JOURNALISM IS SO BAD, I WONDER WHY I AM DOING THIS.  I KNOW  THERE IS A PURPOSE FOR EVERYTHING AND MAYBE ONE PERSON WILL BE  ENCOURAGED TO KEEP ON TRYING.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had 5 followers with one comment that inspired me to keep on blogging.&amp;nbsp; (Thanks Lynn)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A little encouragement can make a big difference in ones life&lt;/div&gt;
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At least I stopped typing in all caps!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Apmpz8fwytw/TtLAt6AjTOI/AAAAAAAAB08/trSxFMZYquA/s1600/cactus11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Apmpz8fwytw/TtLAt6AjTOI/AAAAAAAAB08/trSxFMZYquA/s640/cactus11.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What does my cactus show me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I knew it had grown a lot but I was surprised by how much it&lt;/div&gt;
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had grown in 6 years.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Wd75quRlU/Tt-ZzGpyxbI/AAAAAAAAB3U/-SThGMF5Ens/s1600/family+2005-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-Wd75quRlU/Tt-ZzGpyxbI/AAAAAAAAB3U/-SThGMF5Ens/s320/family+2005-1.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The same cactus in 2005&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The plant took time, attention, care, and lots of light to grow&lt;/div&gt;
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I feel that life is the same way. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ho6xgX4J4Vw/TtrzB7zYnII/AAAAAAAAB3M/44Eftd4g-k4/s1600/oscar+shelby+05.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ho6xgX4J4Vw/TtrzB7zYnII/AAAAAAAAB3M/44Eftd4g-k4/s640/oscar+shelby+05.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grumpy Oscar and Happy Shelby&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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After grumpy Oscar passed away recently.....I found this old photo of Oscar and Shelby.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many years ago, we had adopted a puppy so that Oscar would not be lonely....&lt;br /&gt;
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I am not sure Oscar &lt;i&gt;appreciated&lt;/i&gt; that fact.&lt;/div&gt;
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Therefore Oscar was forced to raise the happy dog, Shelby.&lt;/div&gt;
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Back when happy Shelby was a puppy with older grumpy Oscar....Shelby kept yelping as puppies do.&lt;/div&gt;
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Oscar could not take that yelping puppy anymore so....&lt;/div&gt;
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Oscar went over and looked down at her and barked a few stern&amp;nbsp; barks.....Shelby looked up and quietly barked Ok and hushed.&lt;/div&gt;
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Oscar was not mean to Shelby and they both lived long, full lives!&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe the Christmas season causes me to feel reflective or is it the old photos...whatever it is...I am thankful for memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5010952548206164640-1836109587327231969?l=stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hubs and I drove through the Gift of Lights at Atlanta Motor Speedway.&lt;br /&gt;
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We began the tour of more than one million LED lights along a 1.5-mile drive through course&lt;br /&gt;
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It brought out the kid in us to see the lights while driving through the tunnel under the stands.&lt;br /&gt;
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They had us listen to their radio station of Christmas music as you drove.....NASCAR drivers like Tony Stewart, Darryl Waldrop, Brad Keselowski, Bill Elliot, Carl Edwards was speaking between the songs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://georgiagiftoflights.com/"&gt;Georgia Gift of Lights&lt;/a&gt; website has all the info...the cost is $15 per car&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Disclaimer: I was given a free ticket to the Gift of Lights to blog about&amp;nbsp; my tour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had to remind Hubs that he was not a NASCAR driver when we drove home!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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However Hubs and I enjoyed the lights!&lt;/div&gt;
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I was asked (freely) to share this info about MS Lifelines for those living with Multiple Sclerosis (MS)....Check it out if you want to:&lt;/div&gt;
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In order to inspire others through compelling real stories, &lt;i&gt;MS LifeLines&lt;/i&gt;
 asked the MS community to tell its story through four words in a video 
earlier this year.&amp;nbsp; Now, you can check out some of these stories from &lt;i&gt;Words 4 MS&lt;/i&gt; and share them with friends at &lt;a href="http://on.fb.me/ucIogz" target="_blank"&gt;http://on.fb.me/ucIogz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Starting in March, to honor MS Awareness Week, MS LifeLines invited the MS 
community to submit a video that uses four words to illustrate how 
individuals feel, what inspires them, or reminds them of someone who 
helped them through their MS journey.&amp;nbsp; Now, a video montage of select 
submissions is available for viewing.&amp;nbsp; The video features individual 
stories from people impacted by MS.&amp;nbsp; You can also go to &lt;a href="http://www.mslifelines.com/Words4MS" target="_blank"&gt;www.MSLifeLines.com/Words4MS&lt;/a&gt; to submit your own video today.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;MS
 LifeLines is an educational support service for people living with MS 
and their families.&amp;nbsp; MS LifeLines is sponsored by EMD Serono, Inc. and 
Pfizer Inc.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Funny how a cold was a big deal when I was a kid&lt;/div&gt;
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Now it is just a minor irritation when I compare it to the aches of growing older!&lt;/div&gt;
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(forgetting other aches)&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Trying to keep Perspective today &lt;/div&gt;
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PS: Our Thanksgiving was nice with Dad and family&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Starting to get up a Christmas tree and back to blogging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5010952548206164640-1063140671847154230?l=stuffcouldalwaysbeworse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I had a memorable Thanksgiving yesterday however&amp;nbsp; today is what is known as "Black Friday"....so I share this thought about Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It was written by Susie at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recoveringchurchlady.com/" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Recovering Church Lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I must confess that I did gripe about Christmas being too commercialized....til I read this post on her blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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Christian Grinches?
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Written Dec. 2010........&lt;br /&gt;
You will not read many rants on this blog but I do have an issue with a 
phenomenon that occurs every Christmas and it really bugs me. I do not 
understand the Christians who gripe about how "our" holiday is being 
ruined by commercialism, greed and division. Don't they see that they 
are ruining it by complaining and moaning about it all season?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I read a news article about some
 church people and atheists &amp;nbsp;who are putting up dueling billboards to 
prove.....well, I don't know what they are trying to prove, it makes no 
sense! Do they think that some words on a big sign are going to change 
the way a nation thinks about Christmas? Or about Jesus?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
The fictional character, the 
Grinch is about a creature who hates all the warm fuzzy feelings and 
spirit of giving that appear every December. Scrooge would get along 
really well with him. Unfortunately I am seeing and hearing a lot of 
church people who could be part of the same club! All they talk about is
 the greed and commercialism of Christmas. Don't they hear themselves? 
The subject is the opposite side of the issue but the mood and tone are 
exactly the same!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Maybe it is a 'glass half full or glass half empty' kind of thing. I see this time of year totally different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I walk through stores and hear 
God being honored and praised in the overhead music being piped in for 
all to hear. Can you imagine any other time that the words, "Glory to 
God in the highest" would be resounding in your ear as you are reaching 
for the dish soap off the store shelf?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqbtQDF9YI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LBmIN3FVEEE/s1600/2010+poinsetta+1.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqbtQDF9YI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LBmIN3FVEEE/s320/2010+poinsetta+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The
 malls are crazy-busy and the lines are long, but it is because everyone
 is hunting down a gift to give away. The desire to find the perfect 
item that will bring a smile to a friend can't be a bad thing, can it? 
We are spending hard-earned money to express our love for one another. 
Not only are we buying gifts to give away but the treasure is being 
wrapped in pretty paper and sparkly bow, so that it brings a smile even 
before the friend knows what is hidden inside!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
What other time of year could 
you get away with walking from house to house singing songs about Jesus?
 I know that Christmas caroling does not happen much any more, but how 
crazy is that tradition? The recent uploads of flash mob musicals on 
YouTube are evidence that singing for other's enjoyment is still alive. 
Maybe these are the new version of caroling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Houses and yards are full of 
bright lights and scenes of cheer. Just driving to a friend's house at 
night is a colorful and uplifting experience! So what if there are more 
Santa scenes than Jesus scenes! Both are delivering a message of love 
and generosity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqb-3uzIVI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QXKTHq_zCfs/s1600/2010+santas+2.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqb-3uzIVI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QXKTHq_zCfs/s320/2010+santas+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Santa collection.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I love Jesus and I love Santa. I
 also have no problem distinguishing which one is real and which one is 
pretend. My Christmas includes both of them and seeing more Santas in 
store decorations does not make me angry or jealous that Jesus is not 
getting enough attention. I know He is the reason for the season but I 
don't need to walk around shouting it to the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
This is a unique time of year 
when we as Christians have so much opportunity to love others and give 
of ourselves in so many ways. We can walk around humming songs that 
speak of angels and the Savior. Strangers aren't freaked out if we smile
 at them and say "Merry Christmas", blessing them as we go about our 
daily business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
What is the main question people
 ask one another at this time of year? "Are you going home for 
Christmas?". This holiday promotes family time and gathering with our 
loved ones. Christmas movies and stories are about forgiving one another
 and letting bygones be bygones. Hallmark movies make us all teary and 
mushy because they point us back to our families and healing old 
wounds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqcKTrV2TI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YlgRnPg5WCs/s1600/jesus+center.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ony5ZKiqIuc/TPqcKTrV2TI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YlgRnPg5WCs/s320/jesus+center.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus is the center of it all!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
There is something about this season 
that calls us up to a better, kinder, more loving standard. Why complain
 about commercialism when it is pointing people in the right direction 
ultimately? I plan on exploiting Christmas and enjoying every 
opportunity to smile big at strangers and totally ruining the dark moods
 of the Grinches!&lt;/div&gt;
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